Bill's POVI could kill Alvez right now. He's a no-good son of a bitch. I can’t believe this is happening.Everything we've worked for is falling apart because he couldn't keep his end of the bargain.I feel Serena's eyes on me, burning with anger and betrayal. She has every right to be pissed. I o
Bill's POVWe walk in silence to the nearby park, finding a secluded bench. Serena sits down first, her posture tense. I take a seat next to her, unsure of how to start.“Serena,” I begin, my voice low. “I know I’ve messed up. I was trying to help, but I see now that I went about it the wrong way.”
Serena’s POVThe tension in the courtroom is palpable as we wait for the jury to return with their verdict. Every second feels like an eternity. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, and my palms are sweaty. I glance at Bill, who looks as anxious as I feel. This is it. Everything we’ve been th
Bill’s POVI'm waiting outside the courthouse, pacing back and forth on the steps. The security guards are keeping a close eye on me, making sure I don't go back inside. I keep glancing at the entrance, hoping to see Serena walk out. I can't believe how badly things went in there. Doris getting awa
Serena's POVBill is fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, twisting it between his fingers like he's trying to unravel a secret. His eyes dart around the room, avoiding mine as if the right words are hiding in the corners. I lean back in my chair, waiting for him to get it out."Bill, just spit it ou
Serena's POVI arrive at Stevie's studio, the familiar scent of coffee filling the air.Stevie, ever the perfectionist, adjusts her lighting and angles. Taylor stands in the center, striking a pose that captures the essence of our new summer collection.Taylor looks stunning, her outfit a seamless b
Serena's POVThe night before, I crashed at Stevie's place for the first time since college. We stayed up late, and I told her all about the trial, leaving out the shady things Bill did. Stevie listened patiently, offering her unwavering support. I felt a bit better to have my best friend by my sid
Serena's POVBill takes a deep breath before speaking. "So, where did you stay last night, Serena?”"Where I stayed is none of your business," I snap.I haven't spoken to Bill since finding out all the things he did — the blackmail, the bribes, dragging us into a mess with the mafia.Bill looks hurt
Serena’s POVThe second I hear the footsteps, I know we’re not alone.Stevie and I don’t move right away. We sit frozen, barely breathing, listening. Another sound—closer this time. Someone is here.Then, just as quickly as it started, it stops.A voice crackles over the radio clipped to the securit
Stevie’s POVSerena looks as exhausted as I feel.We’re sitting on her back patio, the twins asleep upstairs, the security team doing their rounds just beyond the fence. The air is cooler tonight, the kind of LA evening that almost tricks you into thinking life is peaceful. Almost.She tilts her hea
Calvin’s POVThe conference room is dead silent, but the tension is loud as hell.I sit at the head of the table, fingers pressed together, scanning the faces in front of me. Some of them look uncertain. A few of them look straight-up terrified. Others, like Andrea, are focused, ready to move.This
Bill’s POVI’ve been watching.Not just the threats, not just the obvious moves, but the pattern.Sterling isn’t attacking outright. He’s not sending lawyers to our door or making some grand, public play. No, he’s applying pressure in ways that don’t leave fingerprints.A text message to Serena. A b
Serena’s POVI sit in the courthouse, watching Sterling’s lawyers try to talk their way out of reality.Their lead guy, some overpriced corporate attorney who probably thinks his suit makes him untouchable, stands before the judge, voice smooth, confident. Like he hasn’t just spent the last ten minu
Stevie’s POVCalvin’s been different lately. Distant.I don’t blame him. With everything going on, with Sterling moving like a shadow over all our lives, with the tension that clings to the air like the thick layer of smog over downtown, I get it. He’s trying to stay ahead of the storm. Trying to pr
Calvin’s POVJames leans back in his chair, arms crossed, eyes locked on the screen in front of him. His apartment is dark except for the glow of the monitors, a half-empty beer sweating on the table next to him. I’ve been here for hours, and neither of us has said much beyond what’s necessary. We’r
Bill’s POVI don’t take chances. Not when it comes to my family.The second Serena showed me that text, I made the call. More security. More eyes on the house, on the kids, on every single thing in our lives that Sterling might try to get his hands on. He’s already proven he has no limits. He’s alre
Serena’s POVHannah’s office looks the same as last time—controlled chaos, a war zone disguised as a law firm. Papers spread across the table, sticky notes covering folders, a whiteboard crammed with timelines and bullet points. The air smells like stale coffee and tension. I don’t sit. Neither does